you followed me home,
to the place
where shadows bloom darkest,
and let yourself in
dressed with the sun’s secrets
on your skin
all crystalline beauty
and pretty petals
and green-garden-glimmer
you looked like a heartbreaker
with a smile that sparkled
and those coffee and cocoa eyes
but you smelled
like lilies and larkspur
and l o v e
so i let you kiss me there,
in my forest of gray
and you’ve been lighting up
these woods
ever since
– ashley jane
– ashley jane
we wrote letters to the sun,
heartache and poetry
filled with confessions,
stories and reasons
for why we felt too deeply
and fell too quickly
we were dragon hearts and dandelion fuzz,
graceful power and a shimmer of softness
all beautifully broken
and bound within the stars
– ashley jane
the face in the mirror wavers,
unable to hold your gaze
while you catalog every flaw
and search for minute imperfections
(I told you there are none to find)
you see the shadows when light is all that pours from your veins,
all the reasons you matter safely stored in a cage
(the spark in your heart illuminates the dark)
your eyes see distortion,
a tangled mess of proportions,
but your soul knows that the sun lives beneath your skin,
a shimmering magic that radiates within
(and I’ll remind you every day, until your mind knows too)
Art by Rosanna Jones
Words by Ashley Jane
Written with the wonderful Rula (@alura_inspires/Instagram)
Art by @artofblackwood on Instagram
